100m Yuan Wife: Buy One Get One

He had fulfilled his own promise in the past few years and utterly pampered her. As long as Meng Lianling wanted something, he would definitely fulfill her wish. Despite the years passed, all the details remained fresh in his mind and he could not forget about them. Whenever he recalled them, his cold heart became gentle.

The two of them hugged and talked throughout the night, but she did not caress him the way she tenderly medicated him and would occasionally hit him instead. It was perhaps because he was young, but he felt that being hit was a very nice thing.

Although he was devoid of sight, he could somehow hear the sound of boiling water and smell the fragrance of fish soup and feel her labor as her frail back faced him. Mo Ye was no kind person.

She said that she merely saved him and nursed him out of convenience back then because she happened to be waiting for somebody. Likewise, he did not beg her to hang around and take care of him. If it had been somebody else, she would not have treated said person in the same way.

There were many ways to repay gratitude, and he could have chosen any other way and did not need to willingly commit himself to her. Times had changed and what he did was no longer in fashion. He did not expect himself to fall in love with a woman in ten days and willingly put her on a pedestal.

Meng Lianling looked at his face as he reminisced and felt a flux of emotions in her heart. How many times had he recalled what happened before her? She had lost count of it. She clenched her tender fists and endured the fear that surged in her heart. She smiled and said, "I actually like the big boss you made yourself to be back then."

Mo Ye gently smiled and looked at her dotingly. "You still remember that?"

"Definitely."

"You rarely bring up the past. I thought you had forgotten them."

"How could I? Some of these things are deep in my memory, and me not mentioning them does not imply that I have forgotten them." Meng Lianling smiled. She instead turned to urge him, "You did not sleep the whole night. Go get some rest."

Mo Ye nodded. He was indeed up the whole night thinking about Eleven, about her cold, stubborn, hatred-laced gaze that left him feeling extremely uneasy. He felt uneasy and could not sleep.

What was laughable was how he, who was extremely certain about exploiting her in exchange for Meng Lianling's life, had hesitated last night.

Although the outcome was no different, it was not like him to be uncertain and indecisive. He knew well that he was slightly swayed. If the toxins in Meng Lianling weren't extremely potent and without an antidote, he did not want to… take the risk.

When he thought about it, Eleven and Meng Lianling were vastly different to him in terms of significance. There was nothing inappropriate in choosing to sacrifice Eleven in exchange to preserve his woman.

As Ye Wei gave Mo Jue a round-trip about the island, Mo Jue felt like strangling her and ordering her to go home. Ye Wei was rebellious and rode toward the beach instead.

She did not ride as aggressively on the beach. When Mo Jue tried to be funny, Ye Wei headed for the uneven parts of the beach which shook him into discomfort. She only stopped after she had her fill of havoc.

To be more accurate, she fell off the bike as Gorgeous Mo Jue planted his feet on the ground when the motorbike was slightly slower and lifted the bike with his hands. Ye Wei responded fast enough and jumped off the bike, only to land on the sand and climb up after a roll. While she was not hurt, the poor chopper lay on the ground.

Ye Wei laughed exaggeratedly. "Wow, you can't be bearing a grudge so deep that you would take your wife out!"

"You dare say that!?" Mo Jue was so angry he was about to leap over to grab her, but Ye Wei deftly avoided him and laughed charmingly. Mo Jue flapped his hands in frustration as he could not do anything but sulk.

How embarrassing!

Most of the elites of the Mafia were on the island, and they would have looked at him as though he was some freak.

"Come on, let's head home!" He flared up.

As Ye Wei was no obedient thing, she instead leaped onto the rock and sat down. "Mo Jue, are you just going to brood at home? You should come out often and enjoy the sun! Chances are you do not know whether the sun rises from the east or west."

Mo Jue coldly harrumphed and sat down next to her as she insisted.

Ye Wei sure knew how to choose places. This beach, a private stretch of water which he and Mo Ye had carved out, was extremely quiet because the islanders did not have the gall to come over. Apart from Big Boss Mo accompanying Meng Lianling, who loved to swim, almost nobody else came here.

The place, and even the beach, was extremely quiet.

There were only two lounging umbrellas.

"Mo Jue, tell me something you have not told me before." Ye Wei scooted closer to him and smiled as she jabbed his shoulders.

He turned his head and saw her beautiful smile. His look softened. "I have nothing else to add."

"Am I not your wife? Apart from your name, your elder brother, and your title as the godfather of the Mafia, I know nuts. That doesn't make sense, so tell me something else, okay?" Ye Wei goaded him on as she knew too little about him.

"Apart from what I have told you, I have nothing else to say."

'F***!!'

"Oh, yes, I do. Apart from what you know, I could tell you my exploits in murder and arson."

"…F***!" Ye Wei swore again and she looked at him as though he were some freak. "Gorgeous Mo Jue, you are such a violent and pitiful thing to only have killed in your life."

Mo Jue coldly harrumphed.

Ye Wei kept her smile and said, "What else can I say to you? I'm not too different because killing has taken up a substantial part of my life."

"What a perfect match!"

"What?"

"That is why I say we are a perfect match!"

"Perfect my ass!" Ye Wei hit his head and smiled. "Couples who complement each other are perfect couples. You call this a perfect match? What kind of warped reasoning is this? Aren't you afraid that our fights will wreck utter havoc?"

"You can't beat me." Mo Jue plainly stated the truth.

"Men who hit women are cowards." Ye Wei's lips twitched.

"Wei Wei, if you hit me, nobody will treat you like a woman." Mo Jue wanted to smile. If any woman were as badass as Ye Wei, anybody who had the slightest feelings for her was asking for a Darwin Award nomination.

Ye Wei scratched her head. "Am I that aggressive? Let's find out."

"I'm not free!"

"Why are you sitting down?"

"…"

"If you have nothing to tell me, mind telling me how we knew each other?" Ye Wei raised her eyebrows. She suddenly wanted to hear about what happened between them. Mo Jue looked at her in surprise. This woman was out of the norm today. Did she miss her medicines?

She typically went with the flow and did not seem bothered or asked about anything.

"Come on, tell me something."

"Why are you asking about this?"

"Why can't I?" Ye Wei retorted.

Mo Jue pondered for a moment and said, "No discord, no concord."

Ye Wei looked up at the sky. The reason given was an ancient and campy reason for knowing one another. Mo Jue described how they met each other for the first time. What happened was such, albeit the change in setting. As Mo Jue had a bump for no apparent reason, he lost sight of the world for a moment. He refused to admit that he had been such an idiot.

"And then?"

Mo Jue pondered and reasonably changed the setting whilst telling their story again but much more abridged. Ye Wei looked at Mo Jue curiously as she propped her chin up. She suddenly ripped his shirt and saw his well-chiseled chest.

There was a bullet wound, albeit faded, on Mo Jue's chest. Mo Jue looked at Ye Wei coldly but she laughed dryly. "Don't be mistaken. Verifying facts is an absolute priority."

Mo Jue coldly harrumphed again. Ye Wei realized that he loved to harrumph at her for no rhyme or reason.

She pulled up Mo Jue's shirt in embarrassment as he stared at her. "I did not say anything, so what was your explanation for?" He could not help but mock her.

"If you are unhappy, so be it. Why are you such a contradiction?" Ye Wei scolded him in laughter.

Mo Jue felt his anger boil over. 'Wei Wei, not everybody can express their emotions as brazenly as you do.'

"I have this tendency to self-abuse." Ye Wei murmured to herself. "If I didn't, why did I even marry you?"

Should she consider having Mo Jue show her their marriage certificate? If a bullet wound would already leave him this unhappy, would she be struck down by him if she asked him to show her their marriage certificate? Ye Wei shuddered at the thought.

When Mo Jue heard that, he became flustered and suddenly embraced her extremely tightly. "Self-abuse? Am I not good enough to you?"

"How were you even good to me? Haven't you always picked a fight whenever we were together?"

"Likewise."

"…You're a gentleman, right? Be more polite toward women, would you?"

"Who told you that I was a gentleman?"

"…Dear gorgeous, be elegant, be elegant." Ye Wei deftly changed her words as she chuckled. Gorgeous Mo Jue could not stand her smile swaying before him, and he suddenly leaned before her.

Ye Wei quickly backed off but ended up missing her footing. Mo Jue could only tell her to be careful as he landed on the sand with her. His svelte body was tightly pressed on hers.

Ye Wei cursed and pushed Mo Jue away. "Hey, get off me. Your sixty-kilogram frame is heavy."

Mo Jue suddenly reached out and pinned her hands above her head. Ye Wei, in shock, was not able to resist in time before Mo Jue kissed her lips.

Mo Jue kissed Ye Wei extremely roughly, and Ye Wei was not used to being this intimate. She clenched her teeth and did not allow Mo Jue to enter. Mo Jue, on the other hand, did not force his way. He pinned his lips against hers and kissed them extremely hard. He sucked on her lips and forced her to accept his warmth and breath, his lips passionately running across her lips. Ye Wei could not stand him kissing this way. As the kiss heated up, warmth spread across their body. The man's breathing suddenly became heavier and he simply lay on her while viciously biting her lower lip so that she would open her mouth and allow him to roam inside it.

Ye Wei struggled to stand up, but Mo Jue pinned her down with his legs and ripped her shirt. His searing hot lips landed on her nape and he kissed her even more hungrily…

He could not be bothered and buried his head in her nape and kissed her hungrily. She only felt a pair of fiery hot lips leave a searing hot mark on her skin.

As though her skin and heart were connected by a path of fire, her blood was ignited and reached a boiling point in no time. Ye Wei's face was exceptionally warm, and her heart throbbed. Mo Jue just removed her shirt. Her upper body seemed even more flawlessly white on the sand. Her old wounds blended with the hue of pink on her skin under the sun. He was charmed by her unrealistic figure and how good it felt.

A fiery desire flashed through Mo Jue's eyes. Ye Wei was shocked and secretly cursed herself for being too careless. She was so smitten to the point she did not realize he had removed her clothes. She grabbed her clothes and tried to put them on in panic, but Mo Jue grabbed them and flung them as far as he could.

"Mo…" When she spoke, he kissed her extremely hard and she could not vocalize her rejection. He wrapped his tongue around hers and felt every inch of her skin. As his techniques were raw, not to mention how hard he kissed, Ye Wei's gums hurt and her teeth clattered. She turned away to avoid him, but he assumed that she was resisting him and his anger burned even brighter. In his anger, he caused her skin to break at several places.

He was a damn beast!

Ye Wei, with her free hand, punched Mo Jue in his abdomen. Mo Jue, however, did not seem to feel hurt and continued to kiss her. He even ripped off her bra, her final piece of clothing, and was treated to a wonderful view of her.

Mo Jue's purple eyes became a tad darker, and his breathing became heavier as he furiously recalled the glorious view he was treated to when they were in the sewer that day. Her half-naked body sent him into intense arousal, but she teased him and duped him. He recalled the details of how their sparring, and those details, probably because of the male instinct, left a deep impression on him. Every time he recalled the scene, he could not help but become intensely aroused and flustered from the tension.

Mo Jue moved his hand overbearingly on her, and Ye Wei really panicked. She had never expected him to be dead serious about it. While she was arrogant, willful, and indeed defiant, she did not have the guts to do such a thing on the beach for fear that people would come to the beach anytime. If she became the talk of the town, she would be drowned in her embarrassment.

"Mo Jue, stop it!" Ye Wei tried to stop him in frustration but her reddened face betrayed her arousal. Her back rubbed against the white sand. She was afraid that she would fall to her passion and called Mo Jue to stop before she lost her faculty in a fiery lust. "Stop!"

While she sounded frustrated, she did not sound as strong as she would. In her arousal, she sounded more feminine than usual. Her voice was not as bright and domineering as it was, and she sounded as though she wanted him to ignite her lust even more.

"You'll not deny me!" Mo Jue kissed her overbearingly. As he kissed her, his firm chest rubbed against her mounds so supple his shirt did not filter the sensation. He was even more aroused, and his chest felt as though it was on fire.

He presumptuously ran his hand across her supple mounds, but he was so bad at being gentle that Ye Wei was aching from his touch. Ye Wei wanted to bite his tongue but his tongue was so slippery as though it was playing hide-and-seek with her. Ye Wei eventually got tired of it.

Their lips tightly pressed against each other and the tips of their tongues chased each other. The surroundings were so silent to the point the sounds of them swallowing saliva could be heard. They sounded exceptionally sexy and arousing. The saliva which they didn't manage to swallow trickled down their lips and made them seem exceptionally sexy.

As though she had butterflies in her stomach, her heart thumped even faster. Mo Jue hugged her and kissed from her nape down to her bosom. She had to struggle to keep her heart from beating out of control and she bit her slips so that she did not make embarrassing sounds.

Mo Ye was a stranger to the female anatomy since the theory was somewhat different from practice. After Mo Ye made fun of him, Mo Jue really learned from the beginning. Since he was a person who decisively dealt with all the problems, he went as far as to watch pornographic films to close his knowledge gap. He was, however, disgusted at them as he coldly watched two strangers f*** each other out before his eyes. He had no reaction and could not understand the unreal expressions of the leads in their arousal.

He had nary a feeling, but he understood that these feelings varied from person to person when he met her.

Mo Jue did not quite recall how the men in those pornographic videos pleased women. He, instinctively, caressed her mounds and gently sucked on her breasts. He gently bit on it and ran his tongue around it. His hand did not leave her other mound unattended.

"Uhh…" Ye Wei's throat held back but her breath did not. She made a somewhat sexy moan before holding back for her dear life.

She was resisting the feeling in her heart, but her body yielded to the whirlpool of seduction.

"Mo Jue, enough… Enough…" Ye Wei could only bear this much. If Mo Jue kept it up, she would utterly melt. Mo Jue automatically ignored Ye Wei's words as he loved her moans. He even bit hard on her nipple. Ye Wei curled her toes and hit him on his shoulder. "Mo Jue!" She sharply screamed.

She was unsure whether she was screaming for him to stop or goad him into continuing. His fiery hot breath poured out on her bosoms, and she shuddered as she put both her hands on his shoulders, trying to push him away. She unknowingly ended up hugging his head while she arched her body, going along with him.

She must have been mad!

Damn physical arousal!

Men or women would be caught in the throes of their passion. Ye Wei, defiant and thrill-seeker at heart, wanted to try how it felt.

But the contradicting part was the traditional streak in her that was afraid to experiment. The two forces were engaged in a mortal tug-of-war.

Mo Jue seemed to take a liking to how Ye Wei responded. He was lusting after her body and almost lost his reasoning faculty. That lusty and painful sound brought some of his reasoning faculty back.

He propped himself up so that he did not heavily press on her while admiring her. She was half-naked, and her face was flushed. Her eyes were crystal clear and there was some sweat on her face. As she panted hard, her chest heaved up and down with her heavy breathing. The gentle and beautiful contour of her mounds was dazzling.

Anybody who was in such a position and watched upon would feel uneasy, and the same could be said for Ye Wei. She was embarrassed, and anger burned brighter in her eyes. When she was about to fly into a rage, Mo Jue suddenly put his hand on Ye Wei's mounds. Ye Wei's words instead became a gentle moan that further brought out her embarrassment and frustration as he caressed her.

Like a kid who had found the code to happiness, Mo Jue enjoyed her facial expressions. He enjoyed how she looked when she showed restraint, was pleased, in agony, and in pain when she was below him.

She was like the wind, and in his grasp, this wind was transforming extremely vividly for him. Mo Jue had never felt like this before. Ye Wei always seemed to elude his grasp. This was the first time her emotions were in his grasp.

He was enthralled with his control over her body. As he caressed her lovingly, he observed her expressions in detail. He deliberately controlled Ye Wei's body and looked for her erogenous spots. He checked out her earlobes, breasts, and sides and observed how Ye Wei responded. If Ye Wei responded a bit more intensely, he would deliberately tease her harder.

He fell in love with her expressions. This was when he truly realized that Ye Wei completely belonged to him and nobody could take her away. Her sexy side was all because of him.

He had a smug pride that was so brazen that he made no point to hide it.

His slow tempo and deliberate foreplay brought Ye Wei to both ice and fire. His deliberately smug smile made her even more aroused.

"Get off me, damn it! If you still dare to get frisky with me, I'll cripple you!" Ye Wei roared as she swung her hand down at Mo Jue. Mo Jue knew that she was angry and appropriately stopped. He held her hands above her head before leaning in to kiss her mounds and suck on her nipples much more quickly and passionately than before…

Ye Wei was almost startled by him, who was in deep arousal. Her breathing deepened and she lost all reasoning as he passionately sucked and caressed her. She could not help but reach for his back.

She caressed him back in response.

Damn physical arousal!

Her taking the initiative made Mo Jue even more aroused. He kissed Ye Wei downward from her mounds. When he encountered her leisure pants, he pulled them off and Ye Wei blushed even more…

"Wei Wei…" Mo Jue gently called Ye Wei and sounded hoarser than before as he roughly reached between her legs. Ye Wei suddenly recalled that they were a couple and this should not be their first time…

Was there a difference between doing it once or twice? It was still him after all.

As she thought about it, she suddenly grabbed his arms and sat up. Mo Jue, in shock, thought that she was about to resist. Ye Wei instead held his head and kissed him hard on his lips.

She was even more adept than Mo Jue, and he did not resist her. Like a queen, Ye Wei took the initiative and ripped his shirt as she kissed him. She ripped his shirt even more wildly than he did and ripped away a row of buttons along the way, then threw the shirt out. Their completely naked upper bodies were against each other, rubbing against each other. Ye Wei sat on his lap and pulled his belt off…